Okay! As we get closer to celebrating America’s birthday, I think I get it now. We have arrived at the point in American history and the American culture where we are now moving to “newspeak.” I read it in a book once: You say the opposite of what you mean, and people know that what you are saying is the opposite. It’s like being politically correct.
“We are practicing diversity” (white men need not apply). “Culturally exciting” (anything but positive views of European history). “We are practicing minority empathy, trying to understand” (Not enforcing the law).
If you check the many graduation pictures in the local papers, you’ll see the happy faces and exuberance of the classes of 2015, and all the images are people of the protected classes in their graduation gowns (check it out). Mind you, these are not deliberate efforts to exclude men but rather the deliberate social effort to make sure everyone else is included — which results in men’s exclusion.
The Supreme Court has brought “newspeak” to a new high in its effort to be all-inclusive by okaying the Affordable Care Act as they have said other things should be okay — lots of stuff will be coming our way on that. And extending the sanctity of marriage to be inclusive of other partner combinations will prove interesting as well. Polygamy is looking pretty good right now!
You see the same in the coverage of sports. Women’s sports are really special; men not so much. The efforts to equalize America has split the genders and the ethnic groups, polarizing an effort that was meant to do good.
Those that passed the civil rights laws and the lawmakers were men, white men, and they did not intend for their sons and grandsons to be relegated to the back reaches of society and cultural relevance. So that’s “newspeak” — do not admit inequality still is in play, call it diversity. Like the white lady in the NAACP — pretend it’s something that is not happening. Pretend to be something you’re not. Are we moving into social insanity? Or is it diversity?
A point to ponder.
Yet another full-fledged moment of madness, and the world watches in wide-eyed disbelief. People in a prayer group are shot down as they tried to bring their reality of God’s world to their reality. They were not innocent children in a classroom, or people trying to escape into the world of movies; they were searching out God’s word for its relevance in this world, and they were gunned down.
This young white man, like the last 17, was on high-octane drugs, which have a side effect of causing strange madness to the users. We saw it in Sandy Hook, the Denver movie house, and on and on. Side effects are not side effects; they are effects.
The drug companies try and minimize major reactions to drugs by saying they are not normal or frequent, just something that might possibly happen. Do you believe that?
Every early photo released by the media of these young men show them to look out there, disconnected, and out of touch, out there on another planet. Yet no one questions the drugs; they attack the guns — all guns. We have got to get the use of these chemicals, the drugs regulated in a way so as to prevent these side effects, and we have got to get people who have mental issues who are this explosive into care, not cut the programs.
How much are the lives of innocent Americans worth? How much are the lives of people in prayer or people teaching 6-year-olds worth? How much are the lives of 6-year-olds worth? We have got to take a long hard look at cause and affect. We‘ve been blaming the guns — let’s take a look at the drugs as well.
A point to ponder.
Okay, we have a Democratic president who has the consent and backing of a Republican House and Senate on what is called a trade bill, but the Democrats, his party, voted no to the bill and effectively, for the time being, killed it. Then we have our governor saying he is going to adjust the submitted budget, which was passed by his party after he said, “Go to it, boys,” but the uproar was truly startling from some Connecticut corporations, and that’s just the ones we know about. So the governor is unraveling the budget, and the people on Capitol Hill in Hartford are standing in transfixed shock. The governor will be flying to the Paris Air show to try to woo and win better businesses to the Nutmeg State. And …
The head of the Spokane NAACP is being accused of falsely claiming to be black — her white biological parents in Montana say it just ain’t so, and the powers that be say she was not hired because of her race, that working for the NAACP is not race-driven — ugh. Okay, so if “one’s racial identity is not a qualifying criteria or disqualifying for standard for NAACP leadership,” what’s the big deal? She is not the first white woman working for the NAACP, but she is the only one claiming to be black.
The governor is going to fix a budget he handed over to the state Legislature — he will be tweaking it. I think the NAACP is color blind, and Obama is being stopped by his own party. I think I’m very confused, How about you?
A point to ponder.
Do you remember when people would take the time and money to spruce up their used cars by putting in seat covers? It was still shortly after World War II and America had not gotten up to speed with the peacetime homeland efforts. We still had a very large occupation army in both Europe and Japan, and the manufacturing base was retooling to the American consumer boom about to hit.
So people were buying used cars. Anything that ran was literally worth its weight in gold. My parents paid $500 for a 1938 Studebaker four-door that had many, many miles on it. To gushy it up, they put seat covers at about 20 percent of the purchase price so it would look better. This was in 1948. The name of the company was RACO, and they had lots of stores and did a land-office business selling car seat covers — for about five or six years, then they went away. True story.
In 1950 my parents bought their first new car. It was a 1950 Ford Custom — it was the low-end Ford, but it was new. It smelled new, it looked new, and it was ours. We sold the Studebaker, seat covers and all, to my uncle. He had it on the road for another two years.
America was moving into the greatest period of booming prosperity ever known. Jobs were begging for workers, and highways were being built. The interstate system would change the country in ways not seen since the building of the railroads.
G.E. was a big company in America, and a big company in Connecticut. It employed tens of thousands of Americans and moved their headquarters to our state.
The No. 8 company out of the top 500 is now probably going to leave Connecticut; New York was on the phone to them when they heard they were not happy with the big tax hits approved by our state lawmakers.
I think G.E. is going to leave, as well as many others. It’s tougher and tougher to do business in Connecticut and the lawmakers were angry that G.E. dared to threaten them with consequences for tax increases. How will our lawgivers feel when the voters react to G.E.- moving to Rye, New York?
Legislators are very cavalier with your jobs. Their vanity and conceit treated G.E. as if it installed seat covers in used cars. They may go, but we are stuck with the bigger-than-life lawgivers.
A point to ponder.